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Wu Chen, who watched the whole process from the high watchtower, couldn't help but smile dumbly: "The bighorn deer is such an auspicious deer, it can really be ......."

It is no wonder that the elven king led a mere five hundred kings' guards, and dared to face the tens of thousands of orcs. It seems that the Elven King, who has experienced the final alliance battle, really understands the temperament of the half-orcs......

When the wolf cavalry fleeing in the front was about to burrow into the tunnel freshly dug by the ground snake, unexpectedly, a huge ice dragon rolled down with flying snow, and the two strong hind limbs trampled to death, and a wolf cavalry fell to the ground! The wolf cavalry who dragged behind didn't have time to react at all, and even the people led the wolf into the body of the dragon, and were crushed into flesh foam by the dragon's belly full of scales!

I saw the long dragon's neck swing from left to right, and the cold breath gushing out froze out the ice sculptures full of eyes!

The last group of wolf cavalry couldn't dodge and ran head-on, smashing the frozen wolf cavalry into pieces!

With the roar of the dragon, the defeated orc army first trembled and feared, but it seemed to understand the command of the dragon's roar, followed by boundless hatred and monstrous arrogance!

No one took the lead, they turned around contagiously, pushed each other and launched a counter-charge towards Riverdale Town!

The morale that collapsed due to the death of the leader was boosted by the dragon in the blink of an eye.

The orc army has twisted the pent-up fear into terrifying hatred, and is using the fury of fear to pounce on the enemies on the city!

This madness, fueled by fear, has moved away from the intensity of ordinary war.

It's a dueling that never ends. It is foreseeable that every inch of the walls of Riverdale will become a meat grinder for both sides!

Look around at the army of orcs that are rapidly spreading across the river valley. A trace of horror finally appeared on the Elven King's face. For a moment. It was as if he had returned to the battlefield of the Last Alliance. An army of orcs inspired by Sauron and the Lord of the Rings. That's what it looks like now!

So, the elven king took one last glance at the herd of beasts that covered the mountains, and turned back to the river valley.

"Open the door." As soon as the dragon appeared, Wu Chen's gaze never left the huge blue-green body.

"Quick, open the door!" Although he was disappointed with the number of reinforcements brought by the Elven King, the Elven Player Leader opened the door as soon as possible. By the time all the elves had rushed into Riverdale and climbed the newly repaired Bunker Tower, the orcs had crossed the middle line of Rivervalley. Entered the range of the city's defense weapons.

When the catapult threw the first wave of fire oil bombs, the Elf King had already rushed to Wu Chen's side.

With a simple but elegant salute, the Elf King spoke calmly: "The dragon clan has joined the war?" ”

Wu Chen nodded: "The Dragon Descending Staff, the core is a dragon soul stone turned from the dwarven ring that was devoured by the evil dragon. The Staff grants the owner the ability to control dragons. ”

"There is such an artifact in the world...... the Elven King was taken aback, and then asked, "Where is Gandalf?" ”

At the critical moment, he thought of the omniscient gray-robed wizard.

"I'm here, Your Majesty." At the critical moment, Gandalf finally appeared: "I just went to the Lonely Mountain with Bard and tried to convince Thorin ......"

"The result?" The Elven King's expression was not surprised.

"It turned out to be nothing." Gandalf subconsciously glanced at the army of orcs who were re-agitated by the dragon, and said to Wu Chen, "Dragon hunters from the East. What do we do now? ”

Not long ago, Wu Chen, along with Lady Rorian, the King of Ringu, and Saruman the White, traveled to Dorgothor Magic Castle to save Gandalf the Grey. So he and Wu Chen are not outside.

"I'll fly the ship to fight the dragons, but my strength alone is not enough, I want you to inform the Giant Eagle!"

"I will, Your Excellency." Gandalf saluted solemnly.

A forge for dwarven players.

After days and nights of work, Princess Gitana's wooden spaceship finally completed the final transformation before the war.

Under the gaze of countless players, the curtain slowly opened, and Rao is Gandalf became extremely solemn in an instant.

Wu Chen stretched out his head to take a look, and his head suddenly became big.

Good guys, the original black and red, antique Chinese-style wooden sailing ship has been painted with a dazzling white paint!

The stern mast was also removed, and the streamlined hull was deliberately transformed into the shape of a swan's long neck at the bow, although Wu Chen didn't know where the dwarven craftsmen got the inspiration, but this white and slender spaceship resembled the legendary white ship of Elendil, the flower of water foam: Waikilot!

If you keep a low profile, you'll die......

"Your Excellency!" The dwarven craftsmen rushed to offer the treasure with a happy face.

What else can Wu Chen say? Is it hard to compliment yourself and do a good job?

Soul is faint, do you know that you are giving dragon hatred for nothing by doing this?! Didn't you know that I had been drenched in dragon blood (Fire Dragon Empire)? That's double aggro stacks, you know! The dragon will have a nosebleed when he sees me!

Besides, who doesn't know that it was the half-elf who drove the white ship that killed the Black Dragon King Ankara Gang?!

Ankara is obviously paired with Grau Dragon, carrying the banner of reproducing the entire dragon clan!

It was killed by the owner of the white boat!

Even if you're dead, you're still on the Dragon's Scale Road (Graulong: ...... ）！

Seeing that Wu Chen was smiling very reservedly all the way, the dwarf player swaggered again: "Otherwise, brush another layer of pearl powder?" ”

“……”

The bare deck was unobstructed, and all the weapons of mass destruction were hidden within the hull.

Beyourita, who temporarily acted as the first mate, wore a modified version of the nautical suit and a wide-brimmed sailor hat, and saluted Wu Chenjiao. A good figure is immediately visible at a glance.

Wu Chen could clearly hear the wheezing of the collapse of the materials and threads everywhere.

"Are you going to war or are you going to war?" Wu Chen asked a sick sentence.

But the witch understood in seconds. This threw a big wink: "Does the master want me to fight or fight or war?" ”

"......" Wu Chen couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Wait a minute, I'll clean up your little goblin!" ”

Joan of Arc, dressed in a red sailor suit, smiled and quipped: "Master, it's been very unpeaceful lately, so it's better to talk less about this kind of conversation." ”

Wu Chen smiled: "You can still understand it like this." I don't know whose problem it is, wow......"

After the laughter. Looking around at the female companions who are familiar to the bones and have gathered together from different worlds. Wu Chen took a deep breath and said loudly: "Anchor!" ”

"Yes, anchor—" The women went about their work, and Joan of Arc's voice soon rang out in the helm deck.

The dwarven craftsman on the ground cut the cable with an axe, and the white boat swayed upward, passing the city in an instant.

The elven archers, who were aiming at their respective targets, were alarmed by the cheers behind them, and subconsciously turned back. Suddenly stared.

Almost instantly, everything in front of me coincided perfectly with the psalms in my memory. The elves' fighting spirit was ignited in an instant, and they shouted Waikilot's name in Elven language and shot the first arrow!

A dense rain of arrows was thrown diagonally into the sky, and at the moment when it crossed the highest point, it accelerated and fell.

The orcs held up shields of various shapes and died tragically. There is no way, the players of the entire Middle-earth world are gathered in the city.

A rain of arrows ploughed the ground, and the front immediately turned into a dense jungle of bushes.

The unlucky ghost, who had a dozen arrows stuck in his body and was still wailing, was crushed by his companion behind him.

However, before he could wipe the disgusting flesh moths under his feet on the river valley, he was shot to the ground with a heavy body.

It became the mud on the soles of other people's feet.

The orcs who rushed to the front watched with great joy as the fireballs projected from the top of the city passed over them. But before he could laugh, the fireball exploded in the air. Sprinkle the sky full of firefalls!

The fire poured down and set the entire valley on fire. Half-orcs covered in flames and whale oil rolled and wailed in the flames, scurrying around, igniting more of their companions.

The entire battlefield was cut off by a long wall of fire.

However, before the player could raise his arms and cheer, a huge blue-green dragon swooped across the battlefield and easily extinguished the flames with a powerful ice breath!

Ignoring the ice that covered their companions, the orcs raised their arms and roared, venting their horror and tyranny.

The ice dragon curled the corners of his mouth slightly, enjoying the worship of the half-orcs. However, the white spots that inadvertently appeared in the corners of his eyes stung the dragon's eyes at once!

It was clearly a flying white ship that slaughtered countless dragons!

The dragon turned sharply, and after confirming that it was the white ship, it let out a dragon groan that resounded through the heavens and the earth!

Wu Chen was also in the captain's room below deck, observing the cold dragon through the periscope.

Welsh from the world of Dungeons & Dragons is clearly a connoisseur of dragons: "With two horns on the head, a bulb on the tail, dense scales, and a dark color, especially the fifth toe on its hindpaws, this ice dragon is clearly an ancient dragon!" ”

Wu Chen smiled: "From the First Era? ”

"Quite possibly!" Wales nodded solemnly.

The ice dragon quickly climbed high and let out a cold breath overhead.

The spreading cold air was torn by gravity into a huge mist, and the dragon rushed in, hiding its form. The dragon hiding in the cold mist kept swinging its head and spewing out a cold breath that expanded the volume of the cold mist.

Soon, the entire bow of the ship was covered with thick ice cubes.

"Husband, this is a trap!" Seeing the white boat plunging headlong into the cold fog, the owner of the spaceship, Princess Gitana, couldn't help but remind.

"I know." Wu Chen smiled: "However, only muddy waters can touch fish!" ”

Just as Wu Chen expected, out of fear of the white ship, the ice dragon launched a tentative attack with a cold breath poured head-on.

The entire deck was frozen in ice at once.

The bare hull of the ship, with all the masts and stern removed, was fine.

Chasing the dragon that flashed away, the stern battery immediately opened fire!

Boom –

The gas ballistas in the Van Helsing universe spewed scorching flames.

A white projectile roared out, expanding bigger and bigger in mid-air!

By the time the ice dragon was alert, the white projectile had expanded into a towering net, enveloping her from top to bottom!

The most surprising thing is that there is a long rope behind the big net, which connects the white boat behind it!

Without Wu Chen's voice, the archbishop has already released all the thunder light that has been condensed for a long time!

Now!!

The orcs, who were filling the pit with their lives, were attacking the city like crazy, suddenly felt the wind pressing down, and when they looked up again, a huge ball of flesh with a flickering skeleton shelf rumbled down......

After crushing the large herd, the cold dragon struggled to tear through the shimmering silver metal web. However, after exerting force, I found that the tenacity of this net was completely beyond imagination!

"Is that a Mithril net?" The Elven King was shocked.

"Hmm." The dwarven craftsman sniffed, "Lord Lord, let me make a trapped dragon net out of Mithril. ”

The Elf King subconsciously glanced down at him: "You built this net?" And why do you call him Lord? ”

The Dwarven player laughed and said, "Your Majesty, you own a forest, and your lord owns a fantastic metropolis!" The people of the city are living like gods! ”

Now!!!

As he spoke, the dragon flashed a skeleton again. (To be continued......)